Sorry Letra

CHORUS:
it hurts letting go
and i wish that this (this, this, this) was a dream (oooo)
but since i cannot fix us
this (this, this) is how it got to be (happy)
i made up my mind
and it (it, it,) falls down on you (oh no)
no matter what you wanna do
or what you gotta do
it wont work honey

Sorry.....

VERSE 1:
youve been ringing up my phone
cause you want me so bad
and now you see what you had
cant have have no longer
from the beginning
i admit this was a mistake
and you dont see what you do to me
oooo baby
you make me so angry
you annoy me
calling me 525,600 minutes of my day

CHORUS:
it hurts letting go
and i wish that this (this, this, this) was a dream (so glad)
but since i cannot fix us
this (this, this) is how it got to be (happy)
i made up my mind
and it (it, it) falls down on you (oh no)
no matter what you wanna do
or what you gotta do
it wont work honey

sorry.....

VERSE 2:
and i bet you hatin that
you hatin me to
you just cant believe that (that, that)
we're through
and now youre wishin you can bring it all back
hey hey hey
and now youre wishin you didnt do me like that
ok ok
LOL laughin out loud
texin me hitin me up all day long
and guess what its on myspace
and guess what its on myspace

CHORUS:
it hurts letting go
and i wish that this (this, this, this) was a dream (so glad)
but since i cannot fix us
this (this, this) is how it got to be (happy)
i made up my mind
and it (it, it) falls down on you (oh no)
no matter what you wanna do
or what you gotta do
it wont work honey

sorry

yeah thats all i can say is sorry
i made up my mind
i made up my mind and sorry
it wont work
it wont work
sorry
sorry
sorry
ooooo......


RAP:
-Bizzy-

look its bizzy baby holla atcha boy

she be trippin, texin or either callin
all over a playa, cause she know that im ballin
keep blowin up my sidekick
tryna hit my myspace, and my page say that its private

i get all in they brain like toomers
off to the crib, then im off in they bloomers
and i cant stop shawty from callin
everytime she do im like baby im roamin

my game tight and plus im no lame like
she like my diamonds cause they shine like some headlights
raised right im something like a playa type
i got game plus i know how to play it right

so dont get to thinkin im slippin
i dont answer my phone so figure im busy
imma pimp so you know i aint into lovin
if i dont answer look im busy off recordin sumthin

CHORUS:
it hurts letting go
and i wish that this (this, this, this) was a dream (so glad)
but since i cannot fix us
this (this, this) is how it got to be (happy)
i made up my mind
and it (it, it) falls down on you (oh no)
no matter what you wanna do
or what you gotta do
it wont work honey

sorry

ooooo
sorry
sorry
sorry baby
sorry

5x's sorry

6x's sorry

sorry baby


(Thanks to Ashley for these lyrics)